Z.A. Maxfield, Crossing Borders

"Tristan started the car, pulling carefully out onto the street now that the snow had begun to fall."You seemed so happy this last quarter," P. K. prompted."I was. I fell in love."And"It didn't work out--isn't working out." Tristan shook his head. "I'm not ready."Ah," said P. K. They drove the rest of the way in silence. Tristan thought then that he was lucky; Jonathon and Daniel didn't know how to value a silence, but P. K. made it comfortable. He was glad he was here with P. K. and not alone in the unbearable silence of snow."